Morning Reflections – August 6, 2021

crickets and chickadees

singing of seasonal change

perhaps a bit earlier

than usual?

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    1. Thank you for your kind words, Carrie. It has been a strange summer here – abnormally dry and often hazy from fires burning hundreds of miles west or north of us. The summer of COVID continuation and climate change consequences makes it hard to stay hopeful or centered. Friends like you, though, help make it bearable. 💜

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    1. Yes, gardens have grown this year despite late planting, little rain, and lots of smoky haze. The plants have already begun sharing their bounty (Swiss chard, squash, and cucumber). Butterflies and bees have visited as well, although not as many as in previous years. The rains have finally just come. Are the fires, heat, and drought affecting you?

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      1. Thanks for asking. We are still blessed with temperate weather 40s to high 60s. Haven’t hit 70 and getting our usual share of rain. But more sun based on the snow melting from the mountains and glaciers. We’re just dealing with encroaching humans. Our empty field, that was our backyard view, is now a construction site for a “pocket community” of 10 homes! Otherwise, I’m grateful we’re here in this beauty.

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        1. It’s so lovely to hear what it’s like where you are, Skywalker. I’m sorry to hear about the incursion of developers. I just lost the awesome view I had of the setting sun with an odd fenced-in area the elementary school just added. It was a little hill students used to slide down in the winter on make-shift cardboard slides, or practice walking in the winter snow with their little plastic snowshoes. I have no idea what use the logs and stones and woodchips will offer in terms of meaningful exercise or play.

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  1. Thank you for sharing!.. only time has the answer and nature is going to do it’s thing when it is ready… 🙂

    Until we meet again..
    May you always be blessed
    with walls for the wind,
    a roof for the rain,
    a warm cup of tea by the fire,
    laughter to cheer you,
    those you love near you,
    and all that your heart might desire.
    (Irish Saying)

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  2. I could go for summer changing to fall early this year. This morning is cool with a light rain falling. It is refreshing, however the smoke still lingers, obscuring the mountains. The rain intensifies the smell of burning timber. Lovely photo and reminder to always look for peace to soothe the soul. Wonderful post! Take care friend. Bob

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    1. Thank you for sharing your updates about BC, Bob. It seems you weather is similar to ours at the moment. I am grateful for your always thoughtful comments and send my best wishes to you, dear friend, and yo your your lovely family as well. 💜

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    1. Dear Diana, it’s such a gift to hear from you! I think of you often but have had so little time to blog and have missed keeping up with your transformative work. This has been a very strange year, and I suspect we are in for many more. Sending my gratitude and best wishes to you, dear friend. 💜

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    1. Thank you for sharing observations from Virginia, Mary. Bush green beans have struggled here, too. The plants grew tall and spindly, with leaves as delicate as tissue paper, but the beans have been plentiful and still need to be harvested almost everyday. I long for cooler weather, too.

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